Photos I have worn white tucked socks there – a dress homemade Dad? ring of lace wish The Gothic arch of the church door frames the small group. A returned serviceman from Vietnam, a very pregnant and elated woman wearing a short silk dress, flowers in her cropped red hair. Two girls, one …
Category: 2013
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HANNAH SCHENKER
Falling Love like that plummets into you, like a cartoon anvil crashing onto your head and pushing you into the earth. It devastates, obliterates. She wouldn’t accept anything less, she decided. She wanted that heavy, falling kind of love that is both good and bad, because you turn into a sick person. Sick with …
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ANAHERA GILDEA
The Last Resort She felt rather than saw the heat outside the car windows as all three of her skinny kids disembarked in excitement. Mo hadn’t told her about the pool, he hadn’t told any of them. It was his big surprise, as if the holiday they’d scrimped for wasn’t enough. He always had …
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MIRIAM SAGAN
Eclipse of the Moon at Hotel St. Marie you lean from the balcony trying to see the moon then make love to me as if we had just met by cold morning, through a window you see the disc covered by darkness like the slow street mimes whose motion impresses …
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GILL WARD
1 | 2 Vicki On my first day back as a senior school teacher in the East End of London, I felt like a new girl all over again. This was a classroom, after all. Everyone had a desk and there was a desk for me in the front and a blackboard. I …
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CHARLOTTE YATES
1 | 2 I Will I was playing with love and squalor All Elijahs in the room, fire and stony brim and losing the light in the shadows I was dreaming alone in the hollows All Alice in the glass breathing down the past and shooting the stars in the shallows You …
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CHARLOTTE YATES
1 | 2 Dreams Are Like Sand You threw the curtains open on the morning The northerly had brought the rain in the night Our clothes were lying half undressed fallen on the floor. You looked lovely in the light. You said did you sleep through the storm, my darling? Did you sleep …
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